“Nude, ready, and primed, waiting for me to take you and make love to you as my own.”
He moved to her other breast and suckled harder. She arched and moaned some more. His hand slid over her abdomen, reminding her that he didn’t mind the extra flesh there. His hand kept traveling downward until he kneaded her thighs. There was a bit more flesh than she liked there too.
Eventually his fingers slipped into the crevice at her apex, and she shuddered at the sensation.Oh, how I’ve missed this.
“Me too, sweetheart.”
Would she ever get used to the intrusion on her thoughts? At least they weren’t able to hear every little nuance that traveled through each other’s brains, but when a strong thought voiced itself to one of them, it was as if the thought occurred in the other one’s head too.
What had he said that was about? True mates? Didn’t she have a choice in this?
He crawled down her body and replaced his fingers with his tongue. She lost all train of thought as he teased her nether regions. He feathered light licks and kisses over her mons at first, then zeroed in on her clit.
By the time he lapped her bud, she was so sensitized she yelped and her body bucked involuntarily. She grasped the pillow and stuffed it over her face in hopes of stifling the scream she knew was coming.
He flicked his tongue over her mercilessly, until she was vibrating inside and gripping the sheet with her other hand. Sooner than expected, she came apart.
He held her tight and continued his assault on her clit while her thighs shook violently. The pillow barely contained her muffled screams. Blissful release blasted from her core and radiated over, through, and beyond her body.
At last, when she settled down and removed the pillow, her hair, except for the back, flew out in soft, straight strands from the static electricity. She peered up at Konrad. He was grinning.
“Pretty proud of yourself, aren’t you, stud?”
He chuckled. “If I accomplished my goal of giving you the best sex of your life, then yes. I’m darn proud. Of course, we’re not finished yet.”
He nudged her legs open with one knee and crawled up between them. “Are you ready for me, angel?”
She could have offered to give him some oral too, but not only was she still spent, she alsowantedto let him show her the best sex of her life. Hey, that was his goal, after all. Who was she to get in the way of a man’s goal?
She bent her knees so she could lift her hips to meet him and then remembered something. “Didn’t you want to take me doggie style?”
“You look tired.” He cocked his head, “Of course I could let you lie back and relax while I make love to you now and then flip you onto your knees and do it all over again later.”
She giggled. “Pretty sure of your endurance, aren’t you?”
He hung his head. “Yeah, maybe I’m being overconfident. It’s been quite a while, and I can’t wait to get inside you.”
“Then don’t.”
His gaze shot to her eyes. “What? Don’t? What do you mean,don’t?”
“I meant don’t wait. Fuck me now.”
He exhaled audibly. “Thank God.”
Without waiting for anything to happen that might change her mind, Konrad positioned himself at her entrance, and in one smooth motion, plunged inside her. He let out a low moan of satisfaction and stayed fully seated, as if savoring the moment.
Roz welcomed his heat as he stretched and filled her. How she’d missed him. The long hiatus between lovers in the past hadn’t bothered her nearly as much as how she’d been longing for Konrad.
He’d said it to her first.You’re the one, Roz. I’ll never look elsewhere.Could she say it to him too? She felt it. She’d felt it ever since they’d confessed their love for each other. She wanted no one else…just him, for the rest of her life.
Konrad began his slow, rhythmic thrusts. She answered each one. Their building desire increased the tempo naturally. Her heart knew the truth and her head could no longer deny it, so she let herself go and threw herself into the moment. Before long he was hammering into her, and she clung desperately to his neck while she welcomed each lunge.
A subtle sensation began building, but there was something different about it. The only direct pressure reaching inside of her apex was Konrad’s cock. He must have been stimulating her G-spot. While she concentrated on the sensation, waves of heat flowed into her face and perspiration broke out on her forehead; meanwhile, something else yielded inside her. Somehow deeper, richer, a new feeling shook her to the core. Tears filled her eyes, yet she didn’t know why.
Konrad let out a soft grunt, and the pistoning gave way to a few jerky motions. At last, he stilled and collapsed.
“Oh, God,” he groaned.
